Chapter 653: Summer Spirit Festival 10
After enjoying a sumptuous meal of sake pond meat groves, head to the Scarecrow and Fine Whorehouse during the day. ⊠there is no denying the luxury of the gold, no matter what.
Actually, I didnât spend any money.
And the girls who follow Wye on her way to the whorehouse look different when it comes to being different.
Talc skies are abominably bright blue.
Sandy sun-dried brick residential neighborhoods and wide boulevards of the same color, as well as greenery for palms and other tropical plants that spreads leaves healthy.
I also hear rustic handbeaten drums and whistles from somewhere, boosting desert sentiment.
âIf you donât wear some kind of hat or sundae cloth, if youâre out there for an hour, youâre gonna fall.â
Angelos also looks hot as he wipes his sweat. Again, Mr. Carlos, who is indispensable in the shade with lots of ponds and greenery, recognises that your garden is a very cool environment.
Looking back at what everyone else would look like, itâs Beatrice to Gloria, Aurora and Naia who look equally hot.
Itâs a very sexy landscape, especially since Mr. Gloria is boldly relaxing his chest and pumping air into it with his hands. Thank you.
In contrast, the desert-grown Luna, the dragon Emma, and the local cosmos lady donât seem very comfortable.
âIsnât it hot, Lunaâ
âItâs a common heat in colonies if this is about it. Itâs still cool while youâre sweating.â
ââCause on a really hot day, it dries up at the sweaty momentâ
I wonder if the talc is still somewhat cool thanks to the oasis. Itâs hot at times.
Imagine Emma approaching me softly when itâs getting extra hot.
âIf it seems too hot, apply some of my power to keep the temperature comfortable.â
âI donât care if itâs an application.â
If you try to regulate the temperature around you with the âapplicationâ of dragon braces, is that what drools the cold air so much that the temperature changes in tens of meters around you, or generates chunks of ice?
Both stand out. Anyway, if youâre going to fill the indoors somewhere with cold air, you shouldnât be doing it while youâre walking down the road.
Im gonna show Emma my uninspiring face. Emma gets even closer to me, even though sheâs somewhat lost as to whether her pride is hurt.
âHereâs what you can do.â
Emma gets tangled up like a hug on my arm as she makes some rounds.
Its body was cold as fresh water and I accidentally shouted âuh-huhâ.
âYes, no, thatâs not what I meant, but I was a little surprisedâ
âHolding water pillowsâ with your own body.
Maia is likely to do it without any particular hesitation, but I didnât expect Emma to do it without being particularly hammered.
â⊠there is an ice dragon here, but you canât make it difficult to expose the Lord to the heat, etc.â
âIs that what this is about?
âIf youâre cold, just breathe and youâll get it. I canât really help you in the snowy north, but itâs only at a time like this that you can use this.â
⊠Maia can almost say âI feel good because Iâm cold,â but Emma is tough.
But the seriousness of not being sweet without reason around like that can also be considered her charm in a way.
It doesnât mean which is better. Theyâre cute because theyâre not the same.
I laugh and take my hands off her, crouching and turning my back.
âIf youâre gonna indulge in the cold, itâs best you cover your back.â
âWell, thatâs⊠but on the Lordâs back, etc.â
âJust give me a break. Or was that a lie?
Emma looks left and right and gets lost as she tries to hug herself. And you thought it was disrespectful of you to let me crouch forever, or you end up hanging up and jumping on Gabbaâs back.
Oh, itâs soothing and actually feels good.
âWeâre going to stand. ⊠Yikes.â
No, I really thought Iâd walk around holding Emma as a princess cool.
But even Iâm not strong enough to be so proud of my arm strength, and my physical abilities are limited for the magic of increasing and restoring my energy. No matter how young and small Emma is, maybe she doesnât have arms until the whorehouse.
But if I were you, Iâd be able to walk quite a bit because it weighs all over my body, not just my arms, and because it conveys coolness all over my upper body, itâs also efficient in terms of coolness.
â⊠or, after all, this seems to be something different⊠why are dragons carried by the Lord in abrasionâ
âNo, the other way around. On the contrary, it is better that I bear the Lord.â
âThatâs not good because my physique is too badâ
If I was carrying a luxurious girl, you could smile at me and say, âOh, I wonder if that kid even got hurt in the leg,â but not the other way around. Plus, if you had the look of enjoying Emmaâs chick all over your body.
No matter how you look at it, youâll be fingered backwards.
âBut, Andy. A luxurious, beautiful girl, carrying her back. You mean the end is the whorehouse, you know?
⊠Angelos pointed out that this is also a much more backward pointing behavior.
Yes, no, maybe I look like a kind man sending you a girl who works there.
And Mr. Gloria comes after me with a hopeful observation.
âAs for Theory at the slave whorehouse, it feels like a diagram of her being ruthlessly brought back her daughter who was cut tendons and stuff so she couldnât get away with it at the beginningâŠ?
âDo I look like such a terrible guy!?
Mr. Gloria, who will nibble at me. Itâs kind of like my ambient gaze is cold when you ask meâŠ
No, is it Emmaâs temperature thatâs cold? But when they say it that way, I feel narrow shoulders.
âI knew I would carry itâ
Emma rambles on her back.
But Miss Cosmos, who was walking in the lead, looks back there.
âItâs okay.â âȘ This way from the building there, itâs all my shop âȘ Thereâs no one weird to misunderstand. â
Miss Cosmos pointed to a building that had already passed by and was two miles away. Itâs a store, selling celesta-like skewers and fried food.
One of them is a shop that stacks colorful cloths in front of it and displays accessories hooked to hiccups on the hooks of the slab walls. Both dark elf women have store numbers.
And if you look at Miss Cosmos, the big building with the sign âCosmos HQâ on the poke a few houses behind it.
Up to the whorehouse, about ten houses on either side of the road in total.
â⊠everything from here to here?
Point at both sides of the road with your fingers and let them swing to the back, Miss Cosmos sneers.
âThereâs a grocery store, a clothes store, a simple inn, a liquor store, an uh, tool store, and a clinic dedicated to whores. All land and buildings are in my name.â
â⊠isnât that awesomeâ
âWell, if youâve earned a good job for 400 years, youâll save a lot of money.â
Though much more familiar with the city as a whore, Miss Cosmos is one of the top ranked luxury whores. It is not Dade to forgive even Minister Ashton for his concern.
Besides, heâs a dark elf, so he keeps earning that money all the time while in good shape.
There is no way that a job selling a body is less profitable than authentic commerce. Itâs not weird to be a big landlord.
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âI can expand the main building and build it all in â After all, if the main building takes a step, you want to decide that itâs a turning world. You know, cooking, resting after having fun, men buying gifts for whores, whores settling in and caring for this state of affairs⊠donât you think you should leave them out there every once in a while?
Think of the act of paying to stand there as one ritual.
âBecause itâs a special world, I want to step in even with high money,â which makes me care to make a special expense.
As a whoreâs complex, the liquor store, infirmary and entertainment inn can be put together in one place.
But daring to disconnect sexual entertainment from any other routine is honorable as one thought.
âSo this is where I am, the paradise of the tallest proud female body âȘ Cosmos HQ âȘâ
Miss Cosmos will open the door and invite us in.
There, on red-toned walls and floors, a calm ivory drape loosely separates the room or perplexes the figure of the woman beyond it.
There is a strong incense of sweetness and some egg burning. For that reason, the air was somewhat white and cloudy, and the magical lights floating in an incredible position were creating a more fantastic air of slow swing.
âI wonder if you were in todayâŠâŠ wait a minute. Isabelle, are you there?
âYes, oh, what, youâre the new kid?
âNo, no. Kale is that Onyx rampage horse.â
âUh, does that mean these guys are the ones?
âYes, yes. Female slaves.â
âI seeâŠ. Hi. Itâs Isabelle. Iâm the deputy manager of this Cosmos store.â
The dark elf woman, who appeared after talking to Miss Cosmos and then curtained herself, is the daughter of a dark elf with delicately braided dark hair.
I know youâve been working for quite a while as a deputy manager, and Iâm sure youâre a few hundred, but like Miss Cosmos, that doesnât make you feel at all. And the loose curly cloth wrapped around its body was perfectly clear and did not stand at all to help hide the breasts, buttocks and groins that were thin but luminously claimed by women.
âOh, hey⊠thank youâ
âYes, how much do I payâ
A slightly strange tone blames me for watching it for free, and Iâm about to pay for it with the flow.
but Couscous and Miss Isabel laughed and made a cute circle with their fingers.
âIâll keep it as a service. Anyway, Mr. Leslie pulled it off without a question.â
âMr. Leslie canât help it. But you should be careful. Sometimes when you follow a scarecrow, a frightening ogre demands money.â
â⊠I knew there was one. That sort of thing.â
âSo my face goes through us because of it. Donât follow a sister-in-law youâre not good at in the future, Iâm going to see heaven here. We welcome you with peace of mind safety lucid accounting, a play that fits your budget. You can leave Mr. Onyx alone.â
Pachi, and Miss Isabel winking. Cute.
This isâŠâŠ I see, if you donât know anything about it. I might get stuck as it is when I get in.
âIsabelle, thatâs fine. âCause heâs a free pass âȘ I mean, heâs my personal customer âȘ
âYouâre just new here, and youâre good at it?
âYouâre gonna be good at this. âȘ Isabelleâs gonna be interested, too, Raging Horse Legend.â
âIsabelle must seriously tighten her wallet because Mr. Leslie is a dojoâ
âI know. Yo. Thank you. So, youâre interested, right?
âMmm. If the rumors are true, itâs absurd.â
No, wait a minute. Itâs time to wait.
âWhatâs that rumbling horse legend?â
Around, Iâll ask you what I was wondering.
âThatâs no longer⊠you donât have to tell me, do you? That great work with Mr. Onyx before this, who lined up the talc contestants and cut them all upâ
âIt means I mellowed it from 10 fancy whores and dancers just asking. Itâs a new legend.â
No, well, I know thatâs a lot of lip service in there, but, well, basically, you guys were pretty happy.
âFemale slaves. More than 20 sworn women are real.â
Proud Aurora and Angelos for some reason.
âHey, more than that. Can I give you a tour, all kinds of thingsâ
Mr. Gloria cuts the raging horse talk thatâs going to follow in a good place.
âUh, like the painter on the east side. He said he was good at painting.â
âHa. Do you want to see something?
âI want to see it all. Buildings, tools, costumes, whores, plays!
Mr. Gloria ran out of words in an icky tone.